My soul lives in my body’s house,
And you have both the house and her—
But sometimes she is less your own
Than a wild, gay adventurer;
A restless and an eager wraith,
How can I tell what she will do—
Oh, I am sure of my body’s faith,
But what if my soul broke faith with you?

Analysis, meaning and summary of Sara Teasdale's poem Doubt

2 Comments

  1. Millay says:

    Joel, this is what I mean. How do I know the turns my heart will take? I can promise you nothing, only the same vicious cycle of love and remorse.

  2. Fauna says:

    witty & wise, expressive of my very own fears!

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